His touch is tender as he pulls me in front of him. Wrapping his arms around me, he places his hand over mine. Damn, he really does have magic fingers. The way his hand guides me through the process is just easy. He has such a naturally relaxed way of moving through the world. Being pressed up to him like this feels so comforting. Even his scent, herbal with a hint of spice, is cozy and inviting. I lean into him more, allowing myself to forget the time crunch and just focus on the egg crunch.
